I've been dying to pair our vintage denim jackets with wedding dresses. I hope somewhere out there, one our jackets has found the perfect bride-to-be, scheming the dreamiest photoshoot with their babe. Something old, something new. Something borrowed, something blue jean?
It was a must for me to incorporate a little white dress, that I once wore to Mr Farina and I's intimate backyard reception, into this shoot. I loved the dress when I wore it then and I fell in love all over again when Bobbie threw it on.
She stood their looking like a modern day Marilyn Monroe. She turned her back to me and revealed an unzipped zipper. I pulled up on the zipper, but it didn't budge. I pulled again, without prevail. I got down on my knees to get a better grip. No luck. I started to feel panicked as my sweaty finger tips failed to grip the tiny metal zipper and I could start to see the sweat glistening on the small of Bobbie's back. Then, like a knight in shining armor, Jason came to the rescue. A swift, strong tug and the dress was zipped, fitting this damsel in distress like a glove. You never know how much you need your partner until you can't zip your own zipper.
As soon as we closed the trunk of the Hubs & Hers mobile, a friendly voice shouted from the sidewalk. "Congratulations!" they cheered to Bobbie and Jason, under the impression that we were commemorating their special day. "This will be good practice," Bobbie cooed to her groom-to-be, who was less slightly less excited than his fiancé about an afternoon full of photos.
This shoot was inspired by 'date night' meets 'bride and groom'. Jason by Bobbie's side, he was a vision in black. Our 'Give Em' The Finger' and 'Pretty Fly For A Married Guy' tees were just the right touch of groom-gone-causal. I had the perfect pair, an actual bride-and-groom-to-be with a wedding just two short months away.
HOW THEY MET. Bobbie was a bartender at Outback. Jason was a patron at her bar. She couldn't take her eyes off him from the moment he sat down. An attempt to impress him quickly left her mortified, after she hit her head trying to exit the bar. He laughed, she held his check hostage and the rest is history. If you can make a man laugh, you can make him do anything. They've been inseparable ever since.
Seeing the denim strewn over her shoulders, I wanted to keep every single jean jacket for myself. Fortunately for you, Mr Farina is fighting me on this one.
All of the vintage pieces seen here will be available to SHOP tomorrow at 1:00 pm sharp!
After we wrapped up, Bobbie got back into her make-shift dressing room, also referred to as the Hubs & Hers mobile. I was really excited about a small, recent purchase of ours: a clothes hanging bar for the car. We had laid down the back seats and converted 75% of the Jeep into a portable crawl-in closet. I loved the sound of the hangers clinking with every turn of the wheel and I had no intention of turning the Hubs & Hers mobile back into a normal form of transportation until Hurricane Irma came around.
Our bride-to-be sat on the back bumper, smiling from ear to ear as she told me and the Mr about how she first met Jason. We teased all the drivers who were desperately searching for a somewhere to park, as the four of us chatted comfortably in our prime parallel spot on Pineapple Grove. Jason would love to have six children with Bobbie. A football team of his very own. Five boys, followed by one girl. We laughed about a story of Jason wearing Bobbie's HIS BABE hat to Home Depot and they shared recommendations for their favorite date night spots.
Bobbie already has some Hubs & Hers gear of her own, but we had to send these two home with a little more, including our new HITCHED hat for her and a Pretty Fly For A Married Guy tee for him. November 4th, is right around the corner and we felt responsible for getting these guys honeymoon ready!
We hope that these two treasure these photos as much as we do after they say 'I do'.
xo Mrs Farina